I don't know about you, but I grew up in an era where you didn't air your family's 'dirty laundry.'
That's why my parents never wanted to go to family counseling when I first got clean/sober.
Did I feel guilty about discussing my dysfunctional family when I first started therapy? You bet. I felt I was betraying them in some manner.
It finally came down to me wanting change badly enough to start working through family issues.
My contact with my family (ie Mom and Dad) is limited because I know what I can handle.
We get together on neutral grounds (a city that is a halfway point for all of us to meet at), eat at a restaurant, go see a movie, maybe an IMAX feature at the Cosmosphere, and then we all go our separate ways.
I'm blessed in that they don't drink, so no alcohol is involved.